He thought he heard his name "PAT!" he looked around rubbing his head, confused. None of the men on the pier were talking to him, maybe it was one of the boats. As luck would have it, he just happened to look toward the beach. Two figures stood at the waters edge. One was waving. Girls maybe? Shrug. Oh it's probably Rose, Maggie, or maybe Anne, but who could say from this distance?

Pat waved back, stretching his arm tall, to allow the gesture to be seen.